I believe that 'normal' is something that people pretend. A social construct. Conform to the average, aspire to the above-average.
I don't believe that most people (or families) think much about it. They go on pretending, and aspiring, watching the neighbours, the newspapers, the TV, and most of the time they come close enough, without too much effort. It's the done thing. Just do it.
For some, though, the reality is too far away from the normal. Aspire as they might, it isn't going to happen. Sometimes never. Sometimes maybe one day.
What do you do?
Try harder? Rail at the injustice?
Yearn for the moon? Wish it wasn't you?
Then you have to get off that road to nowhere, and take the road less travelled. Ouch. Sorry 'bout that. But now that I've gone there, I may as well continue. Ha ha.
You get sneered at on the road less travelled.
You get left behind.
You lose bragging rights about winning.
You lose sight of those on the main road.
You don't have to worry about the traffic jams, speeding, hustle, stress of keeping up with the traffic.
You see others on the road, and have time to meet them.
You can pull over whenever and wherever you need to.
You can take your time and go at your own speed.
You'll get there in the end.
Where is 'there'? I don't know. I'm not there yet.
I believe that those on the road less travelled are the thoughtful ones. Instead of speeding along conforming, they have chosen another way. They are not doing what they are supposed to do, or what society tells them is normal. They can't just follow the car in front. They must think deeply about every little thing, and make their own choices. Choices that are right for them, and nobody else.
It may be easier if you just stay in your lane and keep going straight, at 100km/hr, but you miss out on so much.
So if you've been forced off the highway onto the side-roads, don't sweat. Have a picnic, stop and chat with the other drivers, enjoy the scenery, choose your own direction at every crossroads, oh, and watch out for the pot-holes.